I recently returned from a brief UK trip to find that somebody who shall remain nameless had broken the lid of my much loved and cherished butter dish (I know, I know, it is just a butter dish but I really did like it a lot and I had managed to not break it myself for years which is something of a miracle).
I decided to repair it as it was only in two pieces. Got the superglue out, glued it back together and then very cleverly (well I thought so anyway) left it on the tiled window sill to dry with the sun coming in.
Two hours later thought would check and said butter dish lid is stuck fast to window sill….
Managed to slide a knife under and got it unstuck. Now have a butter dish lid in three new pieces and half of it stuck to the kitchen window sill.
Any other useful handy household tips you want to know, just ask….
WP, that just made me laugh out loud when I read it, sorry because I’m sure you’re really miffed about it. I’m pleased it’s not only me these things happen to!
Oh WP you just made me laugh a lot! So sorry you’ve lost your precious dish lid! My Dad was a one for breaking stuff, usually while washing up, he used to hid the bits on top of the kitchen cupboard To repair later! Ha ha, it was soon a pile, we all had a good laugh, because they never did get mended!
A member (sorry, but the first word there made me laugh out loud)of my family found out one thing not to do once. The story goes like this.
Never ever sit down on a fractured toilet rim seat.
Upon sitting down on one such many years ago on a BF boat, the person concerned relieved themselves then proceeded to get up, but forgot that a certain part of their anatomy was resting over the aforementioned fractured seat. Can you see where this is going?
I was outside said toilet, but clearly heard the anguished and painful cry.
The said person, then proceeded to extricate themselves from their predicament, But with a very bruised and tarnished pecker.
The trouble was….. upon getting into the car, the person concerned proceeded to relate the tale to me and then without considering their environment (at that precise time, sat in the driving seat of their vehicle, about to disembark) went on to disentangle the mess from their pants to show the offended item to me. Forgetting that they were directly below a gantry along which a mass of people were crossing so’s to access their cars.
They were oblivious to that fact, being understandably, more focused on preserving their battered remnants.
I meanwhile, went into a complete paralytic laughing meltdown phase, which lasted for several days.
A rather delicate story in the same vein as gleaner.
When I was younger I smoked and one morning after a night on the razzle I was sitting on the wc. I was obviously a bit dehydrated and rather thirsty after having just woken up from my beauty sleep. The ciggie was in my mouth and had, unwittingly become stuck to my lips so when I tried to take the ciggie out of my mouth to exhale my two fingers gripping the ciggie slid down an inch or so towards the lit end and that burning end was nipped off and it fell in a very tender part of my anatomy ! It certainly brought tears to my eyes…..
Oh my, I laughed out loud at your story WP! Sorry about the lid, but well done for trying! (Perhaps write The Ladybird Guide to Precautions to take when using Super Glue?)
And Gleaner and Pete James (Perhaps another Ladybird Guide to Avoiding Accidents To Dangly bits when in the loo?)
If you’re playing with a stripper (Nitromores or similar) wash your hands AT LEAST THREE TIMES before having a wee and safest to drop your trousies rather than poke out through the fly………… and wash your hands again after dropping said trews before touching delicate skin.
I have a friend who after preparing scotch bonnets for dinner one night, thought he was in the clear, (after washing his hands repeatedly) only to discover…
He wasn’t. Nor was he very happy at the said discovery
Apparently, even if you wear latex gloves, the capsaicin dissolves through it after a few minutes
@blue velvet it is a lovely spotty Emma Bridgewater butter dish but it is back in one piece. I managed to glue the three bits back together but this time I put it on a magazine to stop it sticking to the tiles. I now have a wonky lid with bits of magazine permanently embedded in the bottom. @enid came for a visit last week and looked at it with her head on one side and said “Has it always been bowed like that?”…. Hmmm.
I am glad it is not just me that does idiotic things. Men and toilet seats clearly do not mix. Mind you I do remember being at a friends house years ago for a party, a very large lady went and used the toilet and could then be heard shouting for help. The loo seat was cracked but when she got up it pinched hard and came off the toilet and stayed stuck fast to her bottom. It took several giggling people to help her.
Ha ha! Poor lady! One tip I have is not to expect men to put the loo lid down when they have finished, they don’t and do not understand why it matters either! I think it’s a bit like tigre’s washing line!
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